Over the weekend, Gramps and I drove to Oklahoma City where in our countrified way we sought to better our minds with some culture at the National Cowboy and Western Heritage Museum.
The two sculptures above are worth the visit, but we happened to stumble into the cowboy museum while the Walter Ufer exhibit was featured and I’m happy we did.
A lot of Walter Ufer’s paintings feature pueblo people of the southwest in the early part of the last century, particularly around Taos, New Mexico.
As a horse person, I naturally like his paintings that include horses. And he captures the lights, shadows and colors of the desert southwest so well.
I’ll leave everyone to draw their own conclusions about this, but he seemed to be quite fond of…well…himself. He painted a number of self-portraits.
Then we entered the Allan Houser and his students collection of Native American art. Allan Houser was an Apache and an amazing sculptor and painter.
Then we moved on to the permanent art collection which features my favorite painting by artist Tom Lovell.
And another favorite by Wilson Hurley of the Grand Canyon. (I am not entirely sure of the title on this painting, so I apologize if I didn’t get it right.)
Then we entered the Prix De West gallery which is full of the most amazing western art known to man.
(One of the best times in my whole life-span was spent riding mules into the Grand Canyon for two days, so when an artist captures that breath-taking view with paint, I am in awe. I don’t believe in reincarnation, but if I did, I would want to come back as an ol’ gal tough enough to pack mules up and down the Kaibab trail every day. Absolutely amazing.)
What unbelievable talent.
Then finally, one of my top ten favorite western artists, Tim Cox. He’s never painted anything I didn’t love.
(We are in a severe drought situation and all our pastures are short. Gramps said, “Wow. That looks like pretty good pasture to me.”)
Well, that concludes the tour. Hope you enjoyed. Until next time, God bless all y’all.